School Days Hentai Part 4

I hit the intercom. “Dana! Should be here in about an hour, and I’ll talk to him, explain what’s up. I smiled and nodded. I gave Slut my number to put in your phone. “So, to what do I owe the honor of a visit? She stood very still, watching me, fear obvious on her face, even through the blush of her embarrassment. Slut sat in my lap while I fingered her pussy. The carpet in the trunk of the car was scratchy. She seemed to understand without my saying anything. You already have a Master.” I raised my voice. Then she heard the words that she had both hoped and feared. She stood naked in front of me, her hands fidgeting at her hips like she was resisting the urge to cover her thick but well trimmed bush.